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Inner Harsh Season 1 / Episode 12

Mar 13, 2016
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23 minutes

Inner Harsh
Season 1 / Episode 12
Written by Lucas James Pralle
Narrated by Larry Anderson
A miserable darkness pushed down on the Blades. Luland frantically shook his extinguished sphere and began whispering something into it. It was dark. Real dark. Pendleton watched tensely for an incoming attack. The impish collection of voices continued to sing.
When the Giver
Calls your name
Little minnow
Turn to flame
Pulleys creaked and ropes slipped. Something, troubling and immense, was shifting overhead. Pendleton looked to Luland in exasperation as the alchemist hysterically bashed the sphere he was holding against the wooden floor. Still nothing. No light. Just the unnerving song.
From the stars
Looking down
Little minnow
Wears a crown
Something was overturned in the darkness. The sound of glass shattering rang out. A sickening murmur of voices, seething wounds, and flesh pulsated. Luland gave up on the sphere that he was holding and began digging through his satchel. The voices continued. They were growing in volume.
Down the river
Through the sea
Little minnow
Waits for me
The murmur was now a collective wail. Pendleton heard a scream. It was Warhammer. He could feel the wooden planks trembling under his knees. Vials vibrated out of their racks.
Luland pulled out two spheres from his satchel and yelled to Pendleton, “Cover your ears!” A huge shelf overturned near their position, nearly smashing them. “Pass the word! Cover your Ears!” yelled Luland.
Pendleton covered his own ears and began yelling the command out into the darkness.
“Cover your ears!” Miko yelled out somewhere nearby. So did Gwen. Hopefully the others had heard. It was too late. It was time to make a move. Regardless of the consequences.
Luland brought the silver spheres together in a thunderous clash. There was a bright flash, and the table that Pendleton and Luland were taking shelter under disintegrated, sending chaff flying. Light swept away from the point of impact, out across the wooden floor, tables, vials, and fabric walls of the tent, coating it with a shimmering white glow. The Blades all looked up. Above, a terrible black mass came into view.
An immense star was suspended from the ceiling. All fi

Inner Harsh
Season 1 / Episode 12
Written by Lucas James Pralle
Narrated by Larry Anderson
A miserable darkness pushed down on the Blades. Luland frantically shook his extinguished sphere and began whispering something into it. It was dark. Real dark. Pendleton watched tensely for an incoming attack. The impish collection of voices continued to sing.
When the Giver
Calls your name
Little minnow
Turn to flame
Pulleys creaked and ropes slipped. Something, troubling and immense, was shifting overhead. Pendleton looked to Luland in exasperation as the alchemist hysterically bashed the sphere he was holding against the wooden floor. Still nothing. No light. Just the unnerving song.
From the stars
Looking down
Little minnow
Wears a crown
Something was overturned in the darkness. The sound of glass shattering rang out. A sickening murmur of voices, seething wounds, and flesh pulsated. Luland gave up on the sphere that he was holding and began digging through his satchel. The voices continued. They were growing in volume.
Down the river
Through the sea
Little minnow
Waits for me
The murmur was now a collective wail. Pendleton heard a scream. It was Warhammer. He could feel the wooden planks trembling under his knees. Vials vibrated out of their racks.
Luland pulled out two spheres from his satchel and yelled to Pendleton, “Cover your ears!” A huge shelf overturned near their position, nearly smashing them. “Pass the word! Cover your Ears!” yelled Luland.
Pendleton covered his own ears and began yelling the command out into the darkness.
“Cover your ears!” Miko yelled out somewhere nearby. So did Gwen. Hopefully the others had heard. It was too late. It was time to make a move. Regardless of the consequences.
Luland brought the silver spheres together in a thunderous clash. There was a bright flash, and the table that Pendleton and Luland were taking shelter under disintegrated, sending chaff flying. Light swept away from the point of impact, out across the wooden floor, tables, vials, and fabric walls of the tent, coating it with a shimmering white glow. The Blades all looked up. Above, a terrible black mass came into view.
An immense star was suspended from the ceiling. All fiRead less